The Strongest War God

Chapter 1579: Everyone Submits

If the news spread, it would probably cause the entire Spirit Sea to go crazy.

Such a cultivation technique was enough to make all the beings in the cosmos fight for it at all costs.

That was the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art!

If someone obtained it, they would have the hope of becoming one of the strongest in the universe.

Regardless of whether one was a dull person or an ordinary cultivator, once they obtained the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art, they would have unlimited hope of leaping over the dragon gate.

Miller Swenson’s expression turned ugly.

He could feel the green lotus banished immortal’s killing intent.

He looked up at Braydon Neal and asked, “Do you really have a way to let us enter the eternal realm within a hundred years?”

“The cosmos is vast, and martial arts are boundless. The eternal realm is not the end.”

Braydon had returned from the cosmos and learned about the realms of the universe’s cultivators from the Bright Lord.

There were too many forces in the cosmos that used holy master realm cultivators as soldiers, life and death realm cultivators as generals, and eternal realm cultivators as commanders!

It was the same on the space battlefield.

Therefore, the eternal realm was not the end.

In the end, the three experts submitted and were willing to take Braydon as their leader.

If the three of them became slaves, they could all live!

However, they could not gain Braydon’s trust just by talking.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the three of them each took their blood essence, and Braydon used a forbidden technique to establish a connection.

From today onward, their lives would be decided by Braydon.

The entire Hoizen was under Braydon’s control.

All the major forces were instantly annihilated by Braydon.

The Northern Army entered Hoizen!

In the towering city lord’s mansion, Miller and the other two followed Braydon into the city lord’s mansion.

Old Man Green Bull said, “Master, Hoizen is the core of the entire Land of Return. Controlling Hoizen is equivalent to controlling the entire Land of Return. What happened today is bound to cause a backlash from the various families!”

“The Elysium Sect is outside, but they won’t give up on the Land of Return!”

Miller knew that not only would the Elysium Sect not give up, but the two pavilions and three sects would also not let this matter rest.

The Land of Return was the most mysterious place in the Spirit Sea, where countless supreme treasures had been unearthed, including cultivation methods to reach the eternal realm and many shocking secret techniques.

The major forces of the Spirit Sea would never allow Braydon of the Northern Army to control Hoizen alone, let alone the Land of Return.

Moreover, a treasure was about to appear in Dragon Spring, and every family was eyeing it like tigers eyeing their prey.

No one had expected such a big change to happen in Hoizen.

At the head of the table, Braydon was lazily leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was cold.

Braydon said. “The experts from the Flower Immortal Sect didn’t show up just now?”

“Wynona Kimble Kimble of the Flower Immortal Sect, Atticus Leyva of the Sword Sect, and Sefton Seymour of the Seymour family have yet to show themselves!”

Killian Waddell, who was beside him, came from the Martial Arts Sect and was very familiar with each family.

The three superpowers’ representatives didn’t show up.

“Tell them to come see me,” Braydon said softly.

“Yes, sir!”

Green Bull went out personally.

Miller frowned. “The three of them probably won’t show themselves. I’m afraid they have already seen the entire process!”

“Green Lotus!” Braydon said.

“I’ll do it!” The green lotus banished immortal smiled faintly.

Things have come to this point: if they don’t submit, kill them without mercy!

If Braydon wanted to take control of Hoizen, it must be for the Land of Return.

There was definitely something Braydon wanted in the entire Land of Return.

Braydon always had a long-term plan.

He had chosen this drill ground with a purpose, not for a moment.

“Where is the Dragon Spring of the Land of Return?” Braydon asked, looking at Trevon Neal and then at Brie Neal.

“A hundred miles outside the city,” Killian replied, taking out a map and pointing to the exact location.

“Treasures keep appearing in Dragon Spring. Have you never explored it?” Braydon asked again.

“Our Neal family has been sending people into the Dragon Spring for years, but we have found nothing. The space inside the Dragon Spring must have been modified by a super expert. Unless you are fated, you can’t see the secrets inside,” Kohen Neal explained.

All these years, the major forces had been passively waiting for the Dragon Spring treasure to appear.

Active exploration had yielded nothing.

“Brother, I’ll go personally,” said Skylar Neal.

“Earlier, your soul imprint acted abnormally. Did you feel uncomfortable?” Braydon asked, concerned for his younger brother.

“Blue Sky Dragon Art!” Skylar said softly.

He had indeed inherited a portion of the soul imprint after enduring intense pain.

This was related to a cultivation technique.

“You want to change your cultivation?” Braydon frowned.

“The Blue Sky Dragon Art is a body-tempering technique. It won’t affect my current path,” Skylar reassured.

He had been following in Braydon’s footsteps, cultivating the eight techniques since he was young.

Braydon’s path of cultivation had changed drastically.

While they were talking, a gentle voice came from outside the city lord’s mansion.

“Wynona Kimble of the Flower Immortal Sect is here to pay her respects to the commander of the Northern Army!”

At this moment, no one called Braydon the genius of the Neal family anymore.

The reason was simple!

The entire Spirit Sea respected strength.

When Braydon was young, he had never cultivated in the Neal family.

Now, he had led eight million soldiers to sweep through Hoizen, commanding numerous holy masters.

His power had already surpassed that of the Neal family.

This was the terror of Braydon!

Wynona from the Flower Immortal Sect arrived.

She looked like a beautiful girl in her twenties and had a noble aura, but she was definitely not young.

At the very least, she was from the same generation as Miller and the others, likely an old fellow who had lived for thousands of years.

“Greetings!” she said, bending over in greeting.

“Not everyone is here yet. Let’s wait a little longer,” Braydon replied, closing his eyes and resting at the head of the table.

Such neglect of Wynona was akin to looking down on the entire Flower Immortal Sect.

A trace of resentment flashed in the depths of Wynona’s eyes.

However, she did not dare to say anything and could only stand to the side.

knew that the Northern King was a ruthless person.

He had offended various super forces of the Spirit Sea in one go and had the strength and iron-blooded means to flatten Hoizen.

Little did she know that Braydon had already planned to kill them when he called them over.

Life and death realm cultivators were qualified to roam the cosmos.

Once the matter of the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art leaked, it would pose a huge problem for him.

Thus, Braydon couldn’t just leave these three alone.

Green Bull didn’t make Braydon wait for long.

The remaining two were invited.

After all, with the green lotus banished immortal making a move, if Atticus and Sefton did not come, they would not be able to escape death.

The two of them arrived.

Sefton, dressed in a green robe, entered the hall and saw Braydon resting lazily with his eyes closed.

He didn’t dare to underestimate this young man and sighed in his heart.

The Neal family was blessed!

“Sefton Seymour of the Seymour family greets the Northern King!” He bowed and cupped his hands.

“Braydon Neal, why did you call us here?” Atticus entered the hall, his curly-bearded face full of anger, clearly very hostile.

“I don’t like your tone!” Braydon opened his eyes and chuckled.

“What?” Atticus retorted. “You’re just a junior of the Neal family. Do you think I’ll lower my head and greet you?” he shouted coldly.

“Drag him out and behead him!” Braydon ordered.